Arkannas slammed his fist on the table, cursing loudly. This caused his captains to jump.
He was angered at Lance's discovery that he wielded the Triforce of Power. And he had helped him to do it! Arkannas now had a nemesis more powerful than any he had ever faced. That wimpy Furande was a piece of cake, but this was a whole different ball game.
He slumped down on his large chair, adorned with a human skull on either side. He looked at his main leaders of his army, who all stared back nervously. That was good. He needed all subordinates to fear him.
"Our full-on assault begins tomorrow. We march for Hyrule City at the first sign of light, and we'll arrive there by nightfall, where we can summon our demons. That should make it a quick battle and we'll conquer the nation," he explained. He distinctly saw a green hand rising into the air.
"What is it, Brom?" Arkannas asked impatiently. Brom was his Orc captain.
"What of the other two pieces? Don't his parents wield them?" he asked nervously.
Arkannas was about to retort threateningly, and Brom started to quiver, but then he thought on that one. Did they not? Suddenly his plan to rule Hyrule was all coming down to a pile of rubble.
He slammed his fist down on the table once more. He cursed loudly and left the room in a storm.
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Lance entered the throne room and sat next to his wife. She smiled at him warmly and he replied with the same gesture.
Lance signaled to allow whoever wanted to speak with him in. The guards opened the large double doors and a peasant rushed in, his clothes battered and torn.
Lance stood from his gold-adorned throne. "What is it, good sir?" he asked.
The peasant was gasping for breath. "Th-the enemy has just come over the rise. Arkannas is right on our doorstep!"
"WHAT!" Lance shouted. At that time, the peasant collapsed on the tile floor. The guards rushed over to him and checked his pulse. He was dead. Arkannas and his men must have injured him badly.
"Send all archers to the wall and all horsemen to the plaza! Evacuate all commoners and send them here!" Lance shouted. He discarded his cape and threw off his tunic, revealing his chain mail underneath. Marin rushed over to him.
"Goodbye, Marin. I'll see you after the battle," Lance said. Marin replied with a deep, quick kiss and left for the basement of the castle.
Lance darted to his war room, where his squire waited to arm him. He had a large pile of armor in his hand, and his face was red. Despite the moment, Lance couldn't help but laugh.
Lance stood in front of him and put his arms out. The squire let down several pieces of the armor on the nearby table and grabbed one particular piece. He began to strap the shoulder pad onto Lance and the long, tedious armoring process began.
Afterward, Lance rushed to the top of the wall and beheld the largest army he'd ever seen in his life. It was a large, black mass that stretched from the hill across the gate all the way back to the entrance to Lake Hylia. Lance instantly feared for the fate of Hyrule.
Most of them wielded large pikes, which extended five feet from the tops of their heads. Those who didn't held swords, bows, crossbows, and a large assortment of handheld weapons.
Lance looked down from the wall behind him and saw many Gorons, Zoras and humans sitting on top of their horses (except the Gorons), ready to meet the enemy inside the plaza.
Lance stared out into the faces of his enemies, trying to find Arkannas. Using his newly found powers, he mentally located the presence of his archenemy and his right-hand…thing. They were mounted on their skinless horses, both wielding a flame-shaped blade.
Lance signaled for the catapults on the walls to begin launching their massive boulders at the enemy. The wooden contraptions then hurled the large rocks into the enemy flanks, squashing their bodies and dyeing the green grass purple.
This seemed to be good enough incentive for them to attack. Those who were not smashed in the frontlines charged forth with insane determination to bring down the gate and enter Hyrule City. Lance already knew they would.
Using the Triforce of Power, Lance conjured a massive ball, bigger than the boulders, of holy magic and threw it into the enemy flanks. It crashed into the entire frontline and drove itself through the earth, making a large trail of dirt. It kept on going until it launched off the hill and into the air, where it dissipated.
The orcs, the strongest nationality in this army, came forth with a large battering ram.
"Shoot the bearers! Bring them down!" Lance shouted as he drew his own bow. He charged the arrow with holy energy and let it fly. It embedded itself in one of the bearers' heads, spurting purple blood into the moat.
He then drew five arrows, charged them once more, and chanted an incantation that made them fly in different directions as they took out the remaining bearers. The battering ram was dropped into the water, where it floated down. The enemy didn't seem to care, and soon Lance knew why.
At least fifty more orcs came forth with the largest battering ram he had ever seen. It was designed in the shape of a tiger, and blue flame was lit in the mouth to weaken the wood it slammed into.
A/N: Yes, I did get a Lord of the Rings feel from this. If you've seen Return of the King, picture it like Grond, only much smaller and blue flame instead of regular.
Suddenly his archers were falling off the wall, arrows embedded in their chests and stomachs. When they hit the hard ground, the evil creatures began hacking and mangling their dead bodies.
Lance looked about it desperation. His brothers were down in the plaza leading their battalions of men. He had no one good enough to keep the wall occupied!
Suddenly his father rushed up the stairway to the wall and drew his bow without a word. He flung an arrow at a nearby commander and knocked it to its feet.
Lance smiled at his father. "Thanks, Dad," he said. Link nodded and launched another wooden projectile.
A few more archers came up to the wall and began firing their arrows into the enemy flanks. But Lance still had doubts about protecting them from entering the plaza.
Suddenly a wooden ladder with spikes on top slammed to the wall next to him.
"Ladders!" he shouted. He knocked it down and at least seven more slammed onto different spots on the wall.
The enemy began piling onto the ladders and reaching the walls. The archers took this opportunity to begin to cut through them with their bows, which had blades on either end.
Lance strapped his bow to his back and drew the Master Sword. He slashed through a nearby zombie and decapitated a Dark Elf. He then back flipped over an orc behind him and slashed straight through his waist, cutting it in half. Its top half at first writhed its arms desperately, and then slumped back as it died.
Lance slammed his spiked boot into an enemy's face. The wall behind it crushed the skull, smearing purple blood all over the wall.
More soldiers raced up the stone stairs as they assisted their comrades in this fierce battle. There were limbs of humans and evil creatures flying everywhere, and the walls and floors were stained with the colors of their blood.
The intense battle raged on for hours. Lance began to tire. He couldn't stand much more of this. But it was only the beginning.
Lance heard a terrible smash of wood and steel, and the ground rumbled beneath him. He already knew the gate was breached. He heard the clomping of horse hooves as his horsemen charged into the oncoming flanks of Arkannas's army. Many were trampled and slashed through.
Lance leapt over the wall and onto Hyrule Field, right into the center of a battalion of the enemy. They were surprised, and their hesitation was their downfall. Lance did a quick charge and unleashed a holy spin attack, white magic spinning around him in a circle. The enemies around him flew back, spinning and twirling in the air before they crashed down hard on the ground with sickening thuds.
The Master Sword was a blur of silver and blue. Lance twirled and flipped the sword around with every swing as he struck down one enemy after the other. The limb count was enormous.
Lance didn't look, but he heard the sound of clanking armor as more men rushed to the aid of the army to defend Hyrule City. The battle just wouldn't end!
It raged on and on as Lance began to tire beyond recognition. Every swing he made with the holy sword ached his muscles. But he still had a long way to go.
Night came. And with it, seemingly more strength to the enemy. Their armor seemed harder to cut through, as well as their flesh. And it took much more to kill them, too.
Lance heard a terrible shriek that pierced the night sky. He had to cover his ears to the high-pitched sound.
He saw the ground around the hill start to rumble. It rumbled with such intensity that he was knocked down to his rear. He watched in awe as the ground glowed green, and rocks flew as crevices were created. He saw a red, bumpy hand grip the edge as something alive and massive climbed out of the newly formed crevice. This did not look good.
They were demons. Huge, gigantic creatures with red, lumpy skin and sharp, yellow teeth. Their enormous swords burned with green flame, and their eyes did as well. They had bat-like wings with a span of at least one hundred feet. And there were at least ten of the wicked creatures.
Lance gulped. He was scared. Really scared. He had a feeling that this battle would be more strenuous, more difficult than anything he had faced in his entire life. And he had a feeling that he would not make it to be ruler of the world.